She stood there for a while, looking across the city, then took her bottle of sun oil and began greasing her body for the day. She thought some of her...neighbors might be watching, so she took special care to oil her breasts and the insides of her thighs in a way that would please her imagined audience. Then she lay down to read and bake.She read the paper and finished her book. It was still only early afternoon. She got up and watered the flowers and plants that edged the balcony. On the lounge. . she was about to conclude the writing of her first novel, and so she had developed a fairly large set of "literary friends." More than half of them were male, although of those, I suspected the majority was gay. But there were some definitely horny heterosexual guys in Louise's literary set, guys I had met, and into whose eyes I had peered. In two or three of them, the raging horniness for my wife was palpable. They wanted to get into her panties in the worst possible way. They were desperate. She had been kissed before and responded perfectly. Our tongues sought each other and played with each other. I had my hands on her perfect ass, which I rubbed gently through the cotton shorts she was wearing. The cup of tea was forgotten as we made our way to the lounge hand in hand, both of us smiling. I sat her down on a comfortable settee then kneeled down in front of her. Opening her legs wide, I was able to access that lovely face again and we kissed for some time; lost in the pleasures. Mami ko bola abhi picche se doggy pose se bhi chod na hai aur lag bhag 20 min tak mein ne unko doggy pose ke khade aur beth kar choda aur unko bola ki mere laand mein beth kar sabari bhi kare woh mazze se ghod savari karne lagi mujjhe muaka mila unke doodh ko chus chus kar unke chut ko choda jo chod ta hi gaya mami ne kahan ki mujhe appne laad me uthare kar chodo mein ne khan jaroor. aur mami ki tango ko uhakar apne land ke upar bethaya aur upar niche karne laga aur choda us ki dudh sare mere.